Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 590 Zuo Feng's Great Talent

Chapter 590 Zuo Feng's majestic talent is slightly alert.Zuo Shou hurried to Zuo Feng's room.

"Dong dong, Young Master Zuo, Young Master Zuo." Zuo Shou also knocked on the door worriedly.

But there was still no movement inside.

"Young Master Zuo, Young Master Zuo, what's wrong with you?" Zuo Shou became nervous, and he decided that if Zuo Feng didn't speak again, he would kick the door open.

"Master Zuo, open the door."

"The grass mud horse is calling a fart, I'm almost exhausted, I can't rest for a while, my mother's hands and neck are sore!" Zuo Feng's tone was full of anger, and it was full of all kinds of resentment.

"Oh, Young Master Zuo, come out and have some food, you haven't eaten all night." Zuo Shou also ordered a few stir-fried dishes from nearby restaurants.

"It's alright, it's all right, what a fart, first bring me two rolls of toilet paper." Zuo Feng's reluctant voice came from the room.

"Yes." Zuo Shou hurriedly found two rolls of toilet paper, and gave them to Zuo Shou.

Five minutes later, Zuo Shou came out of the room yawning, and said in a sleepy voice, "Two rolls of paper are just enough, fuck, I was exhausted last night, and my hands cramped several times."

Zuo Shou nodded again and again, feeling like weeping in his heart, you can still get cramps even if you do a piston exercise, I'm done before my hands are warmed up.

"What dish did I buy? I'll try it first." Zuo Feng came to the dining table, glanced at the dishes on the table, and immediately lost his temper.

"You are fucking stupid. I have pimples on my face and I can't eat chili peppers. You are buying boiled fish and Kung Pao chicken at the same time. You want to kill me?" Zuo Feng scolded angrily.

"Young Master Zuo, please calm down. Didn't I see you masturbating all night, do you need some chili to warm you up? The weather is getting cold now, and the air here is a bit humid. Eating chili is also a good way to keep out the cold." Zuo Shou is also high-sounding. I found an excuse.

"Fart, who fucked all night! I think your mouth is becoming more and more loose, and you will have an accident sooner or later." Zuo Feng threatened Zuo Shou even more.

Picking up the chopsticks, Zuo Feng picked up a few diced Kung Pao chicken, chewed it a few times, and then spit it out on the ground.

"I'm so stupid, is this made of fucking chicken? Why is it full of starch? I told you to go to a five-star hotel to order food. Did you go to the small restaurant next door!"

"Young Master Zuo is wronged, the five-star hotel has stopped delivering food recently, and I can't help it." Zuo Shou felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.

"F*ck, give him money, I don't believe that if you give him thousands of dollars, he dares not deliver food." Zuo Feng became even more generous.

"Young Master Zuo, it's not that I don't want to dump it. Since the black casino was seized, our sources of income have been restricted. If we don't save some money, we probably won't last long." Zuo Shou said depressingly.

"What, you don't even have this little money?" Zuo Feng obviously didn't believe the fact in front of him.

"Yes, Young Master Zuo, our most valuable thing right now is that Lamborghini. If we don't want to find a way out, I'm afraid we really have to sell the car."

"Fart, it's a big deal. I'll spend tens of millions for my father first, and I can't wrong myself." Zuo Feng is also very wealthy, and he even started to boast.

"Young Master Zuo, this is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible." Zuo Shou hurriedly sat aside, his expression became more serious.

"What's the matter, I can't let the money suffocate me fucking." Zuo Feng took a mouthful of boiled fish, smacked his mouth, and immediately spit it out, even cursing angrily: "This fucking hairtail fish Well, the boiled fish is made of hairtail, it's damned."

"Uh, Young Master Zuo, there is a reason why you are not allowed to ask for money from the Zuo Sect Leader." Zuo Shou said.

"Fart fast." Zuo Feng said impatiently.

"Young Master Zuo, the two bastards Zuo Song and Zuo Bai are eyeing the heir's throne, and now is the time to show off their personal abilities. If Young Master Zuo asks the head of Zuo for money, wouldn't he be short of others? A cut?" Zuo Shou's words were not without reason.

"That's the truth, but can those two bastards make money by themselves?" Zuo Feng naturally didn't believe that the other two illegitimate children could earn their own living.

"Young Master Zuo, as far as I know, these two guys have their own territory, and they collect money very quickly. Naturally, they won't ask for property from the Zuo Sect Leader, and these two dogs are also fishing for big fish for a long time. , not only do not ask for things from Zuo Sect Master, but often give things to Zuo Sect Master, which also makes Zuo Sect Master very happy." Zuo Shou said.

"F*ck, bastard!" Zuo Feng was furious, grabbed the chopsticks and broke them in two.

"Young Master Zuo, our top priority now is to quickly reverse this passive trend, otherwise there will be endless troubles." Zuo Shou's words are even more resolute.

"Hey, ****, if the black casino was not checked by the police, I would have to make millions every month. If I kept half and gave the other half to my father, wouldn't I be able to sit back and relax? , What a fucking lack of foresight, you bastard didn't remind me earlier." Zuo Feng was furious, and also scolded Zuo Shou.

"Young Master Zuo, don't worry about getting angry. School starts tomorrow, and the chance for us to turn around is also here. If everything goes well, we can find out the details of that kid and kill him. Everything will be logical. Now, what kind of money is not like sea water, which is inexhaustible." Zuo Shou smiled complacently, as if he was confident again.

"I hope so. Hey, by the way, have you finished your homework yet?" Zuo Feng remembered the homework.

"Don't worry, Young Master Zuo, I've basically finished writing." Zuo Shou said with a smile.

"What do you mean it's basically finished?" Zuo Feng felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

"That's right, still, there's still a little more to finish." Zuo Shou didn't dare to look directly at Zuo Feng's eyes.

"***, I don't know if I haven't finished writing, hurry up and write, what else can I talk about here." Zuo Feng cursed angrily again.

In the past, Zuo Feng seldom scolded Zuo Shou. After all, Zuo Shou was his bodyguard and a third-level practitioner of Earth Spirit. Although he was a servant, Zuo Feng also treated him as an ordinary person. After he failed to threaten Yang Shixiang once, Zuo Feng realized that Zuo Shou was so useless, so he began to treat him badly.

"Yes, yes." Zuo Shou looked at the dishes on the table, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and reluctantly walked towards the writing desk.

"Come back." Zuo Feng shouted, and Zuo Shou was immediately happy. Could it be that he asked me to eat before writing?

"Throw these few dishes into the trash can for me, and go out and buy me two sets of KFC." Zuo Feng naturally knew that life was hard, and he didn't dare to yell for takeaways from star-rated hotels anymore.

"Young Master Zuo, didn't you say that you don't eat KFC because it contains hormones?" Zuo Shou also asked rhetorically.

"Stop fucking nonsense, just buy it if you want it, and taking hormones is better than eating waste oil!" Zuo Feng slammed the table, and Zuo Shou was so frightened that he rushed out to buy KFC. It seems that Zuo Feng also I know that the things in the small restaurant are naturally cooked with waste oil.

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